When I met Randy, he was looking for a hand, in front of Home Depot, on Ponce. He grew up in Wynne, Arkansas and told me that he’d always dreamed of moving to Atlanta, so he did, many years ago.
Randy: I moved here and got involved with a guy named Matt. We were together for nine years.
BW: That’s a long time.
Randy: In gay years, that’s like 50 something years *laughing hard*.
We used to live right over there by the Fox Theater.
He eventually died.
BW: How did he die?
Randy: He had HIV. He didn’t have to die of it though. They had healthcare up there on Ponce for free. He just didn’t take care of himself.
BW: When did he pass away?
Randy: He died in 2006. It’s been a while but I still think about him cause it was the happiest time of my life. I wish he was here right now. I really did love the guy. I did. After all these years, I still love him.
Part of these collections: Coming Out